“NOW THE HEART HAS A PLACE
TO COME HOME TO.”
Clayton Anderson Bell
Long the days and longer the nights,
Heavy the weight of wrong or right,
Alone in a world of love and grace
Yet never to know my time or place;
Hidden deep in my wandering soul
Is the right to find this hidden goal.
Many the doors one opens wide,
Only to find no love inside,
Turn and wander to play the part,
Find a home for a homeless heart.
Then, a smile, a touch, a voice so true,
My heart finds a place to come home to.
Sharing each word, treasure each line,
The touch of a hand, whispers sublime,
Taste the love in each kiss so sweet,
Feel the warmth of arms that reach,
Beckoning so that love shines through,
“Now, my heart has a place to come home to.”
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Clayton - this is beautiful :-)
Thank you Heather,I am so glad you like it.
One night we were talking about how lucky we were to have found this wonderful love. This was Jim's response "Yes, now the heart has a place to come home to." Clayton you have captured the essence of that love so beautifully. Thank you, Ferne
My dear Ferne, I thank you for that. Jim's heart will always be in your home and in your heart. Clayton.
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